Lyrics

Been two weeks since I pulled the plug
On that train wreck thing that you called love
So I threw a party
And yelled out hallelujah

Things started comin' up honey sweet
Til I tried to pawn that promise ring
And what a surprise
It was nothing but zirconia

You'd always twist the truth
You'd call a turd a Baby Ruth
'n try to convince me
Your stuff don't stink

The repo man came for your truck
He said you can keep that piece of junk
That's when it all set in
And ever since then

Your memory keeps comin' home
Wherever I go it finds me
Like a boomerang or the state police
Your memory creeps in through the holes
Of this leaky rusty trailer roof
I can't shake you and that's the truth
'Cause every time I think I do
Your memory keeps comin' home

Well I got myself all fancied up
Kicked the cans from the bed of your truck
And headed out to the VFW dance

And I met a man who seemed real nice
Nothin' like a husband for the night
So I took that middle aged romeo
Back to my ranch

Things got hot there on the range
I ditched my shirt 'n he saw your name
Tattooed on my back
Like a cattle brand

He dropped my bra and grabbed his hat
He said Sam's my boss and that was that
Said if I know Sam
Sam'll kick my ass

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I'm at the point where I'll do anything to make it stop
So I sat on the hood 'n shot ninety proof
'n I tossed a match through the trailer roof
Enjoyed the fire
And waited for the cops

CHORUS

Your memory just keeps comin' home